I Have Met My Match

As ashamed as I may be to admit this, I am proud as well, to declare Sabrina Dabby (aka a current Bialik Grade 11er who I spent the summer at Redwood with) as my match.

Both her wit, he sarcasm and her intelligence does indeed compare closely to my own. Our facebook wallposting back and forth makes me laugh and look forward to receiving a reply.

Today's conversation went something along the lines of:

Me (on Sabrina's profile pic): Sabrina! Love the halloween costume. 

note: she was dressed in her everday garb looking like her typical self.

Sabrina (on my wall): do you usually make rude comments out of nowhere or its just because i do it? At this point, where your personality stands is a mystery between wierd and absolutely ridiculous

note: she usually begins by being pissed off that I antagonize her

Me: I’m cajoled that you would endow so much time to procure an in-depth analysis of my personality, but to be candid it is a futile endeavor that should conclude immediately. It should suffice to say that I’m a peculiar breathing carbon-based lifeform that bears very little commonality and resemblance to other bipedal primates of similar background and therefore your ineffectual attempt to pigeonhole me both, offends and enfeebles my resolve to retain any and all acquaintanceship we may have imparted. 

I do aspirate that my rejoinder has riposted your query. Good day. 

I'm such a smart ass. Literally. 

Good Day!